The Wistful Letter

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The orchid was dying in the terrarium on the dashboard, its fronds turning the color of bruised plums, a slow necrosis that spread with the inevitability of a stain in white linen, and Eleanor Whitmore watched it through the rain-streaked glass of her Volvo as she drove along the coastal highway, the wipers beating a frantic, arrhythmic code against the deluge. Her mother, Agnes, sat in the...

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